"Leave it to me, Elise," I said excitedly.
My eyes lit up at the thought of free rent. Of course I agreed.
But after hanging up, I started to worry. My work schedule was totally different from a senior year student's. I hadn't met Elise's son. I didn't know if he would be easy to get along with. Teenagers are tricky.
After much thought, I decided to build some rapport with him before bringing up the homework.
Since it was Friday, I figured I'd invite him over for dinner.
After work, I started cooking. I figured he'd be home by the time it was past six. I knocked on the door next door.
I was expecting a typical high school kid. When the door opened, I was stunned.
"Can someone tell me how high school kids are growing up so well? I even had to look up to meet his eyes."
"Who are you?" he asked.
The boy's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Hi, Vin, right? I'm your neighbor," I said nervously.
How could a minor have such a strong presence?
"Your mom isn't home this week. She asked me to check in on you. If you haven't eaten yet, you can come over for dinner," I offered.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Alright," he said.
"Then finish your homework first and come over when you're done," I suggested.